Tribute To My Wife

Regulars know I don't say much about my personal life.

But I can't and shouldn't shutdown JinC without paying tribute to my wife.

She's my best friend; the person in the world who every morning I want to wake up beside and who each evening I most want to have dinner with.

Part of that has to do with her wonderful sense of humor.

I once told her one of the reasons I loved her was because she put up with so much of my nonsense. She arched an eyebrow and said: "I put up with all your nonsense."

She's wise. After I'd put one of our grandsons, then about 3 or 4 in time-out and he'd "served his time," he told my wife I "scared" him.

She told him she wanted to "whisper a magic secret in your ear."

He cocked his head and she whispered: "Do what he tells you and you won't be scared."

All grandchildren should have such a grandmother.

I've asked that at my funeral - which I hope isn't very soon - for a reading of the following words from Paul's First Corinthians so everyone there will know what she brought to my life:

Love suffereth long, and is kind;

love envieth not;

love vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not its own, is not provoked, taketh not account of evil;

rejoiceth not in unrighteousness, but rejoiceth with the truth;

beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.

Love never faileth.